Tian Yuan Xian Ji

The man trembled in his heart, knowing that the person in front of him was a powerful enemy he had never seen in his life, he wished he could turn around and run away, but the three of them had already formed a pincer attack, if he didn't care about retreating at this moment, he would be defeated one by one.

The other two were shocked when they saw that the Youlan Hill was shattered with one blow, but they didn't know the origin of this object, and they were not as shocked as the man surnamed Zhang on the right, they just felt that this person's physical body was indeed extremely hard , no wonder it was able to walk out from the burst impact of the magnetic element cannon before.

The white-faced man in the center pushed his hands, and the red silk screen enveloped Tang Ning.

The man surnamed Wang on the upper left side also manipulated the magic cloud to wrap away, and hundreds of huge lightning bolts shot out from inside, turning the land hundreds of meters around into a sea of ​​thunder in the blink of an eye, and the silver-white dragon inside Snake flurry.

Tangning was in the midst of it, allowing the thunder and lightning to attack her, and she remained motionless.

A series of thick thunderbolts that looked like snakes and dragons struck him from top to bottom, and there were continuous faint sounds of metal and stone clashing.

A trace of white smoke rose from Tangning's body. It was the sparks caused by the lightning strike on his body and burning his skin.

Under the attacks of countless thunder and lightning, his palms and facial skin were slowly torn, but healed very quickly under the surge of green spiritual power in his body.

The man in the magic cloud saw white smoke continuously coming out of his body, and the lightning strike only tore his superficial skin, and the torn skin on the surface recovered very quickly. During the two repetitions, his body remained motionless, like a statue Rock.

The man felt cold all over his body in an instant, and his hairs stood on end. How could a monk's body be tempered to such a degree.

At this moment, Tang Ning, who was engulfed by the thunder and lightning, suddenly turned his head to look. His eyes were brighter than the thunder and lightning, making it difficult for people to look directly at him. His gaze was fixed on the location where he was hiding in the magic cloud. man.

Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed, and he went straight to the Moyun man.

Seeing that he had seen through the illusion of the magic cloud and came straight towards him, the man panicked and retreated quickly, and the large magic cloud retreated rapidly.

While the two chased and fled, Tangning quickly jumped into the magic cloud.

Seeing him getting closer, the man was horrified. He pulled out a black mirror in his hand, and it swelled in the wind, turning into a size of several feet. The mirror flashed, reflecting Tangning's figure.

In an instant, raging black flames surged from his body, engulfing him whole.

Tangning faced the raging flames all over her body, regardless, and went straight to the man hiding in the demon cloud. The black flames enveloped him, but did not cause any harm to his body. They only burned on the periphery, not even the surface layer of skin was damaged. The flame burns.

He approached the man less than ten feet tall, and the huge mirror flashed again, revealing a majestic and majestic figure of a giant bear.

At this moment, the blazing black flames on his body disappeared without a trace, and black mist gushed out from the mirror surface, condensing into a huge giant bear monster, which was transformed by the beast soul of the precious mirror.

The giant bear roared loudly, resounding through the sky, and rushed towards him.

The giant bear is tens of feet tall, and its huge bear claws are the size of a millstone.

One person and one bear fisted and palmed each other, and the giant bear's thick palm was twisted and deformed visible to the naked eye. Tangning punched out again, hitting its chest, directly piercing its chest, and the giant bear turned into a black mist that dissipated without a trace.

A mere fourth-tier low-grade beast soul did not pose any threat to him at all. He easily smashed the giant bear beast soul with one punch, and the castration did not diminish. On the huge mirror, there was only a clear and crisp sound, and the mirror shattered Come on, fall straight down.

The pupils of the man in the magic cloud shrank suddenly, his hands formed seals, and his figure condensed into a huge red crystal. Before the crystals were completely condensed, Tangning's fist was already in front of him.

The red crystal shattered, and the fist passed through the defensive crystal and hit his head, like a hammer hitting tofu.

The man's head shattered like a watermelon, and even Nascent Soul couldn't escape in time, and he fell straight down.

The thick magic cloud with a radius of hundreds of feet disappeared in an instant. The whole process was long, but in fact it was only between lightning and flint.

From the moment Tangning rushed out of the lightning area, chased after him, and smashed his head with a punch, it was only a few dozen breaths.

Just as he killed the man in the demon cloud, the red silk net had already arrived and wrapped his body around him.

Tangning used a knife in her hand to cut towards the wire mesh. Wherever she passed, like steel cutting tofu, the criss-crossing wires deformed and broke one after another.

Seeing that the huge red silk screen was broken into countless pieces under the knife in his hand, suddenly there was a very weak spatial fluctuation around.

His spiritual sense keenly caught the abnormality, and before he could return to his defense, a three-foot golden long sword suddenly appeared behind him.

There was a crisp "pong" sound, and the golden long sword pierced into his chest from behind, piercing his faintly golden skin.

The golden long sword blazed brightly, and the runes on it rotated. Tangning turned around blankly, and cut her palms straight down. The golden long sword's light shrank suddenly, and fell straight down.

Seeing this scene, the white-faced man turned pale, with fear in his eyes, turned and fled.

Tang Ning frowned slightly. When he saw the golden long sword disappear, he was on guard. He didn't think that he was aware of it. The sword was able to pass through the space without a sound and suddenly appeared behind him. Did not expect.

If he hadn't been baptized with golden blood all over his body and his physical body had become extremely tough, he would have suffered a great loss this time.

Seeing the white man turn around and run away, he naturally wouldn't let it go easily, he straightened up and chased after him.

As for the other man on the left, he had fled as early as when he was killing the man in the demon cloud.

The two chased for tens of miles, one after the other, suddenly several shells came, but it was the other party's mysterious spirit ship that came to cover the fleeing white-faced man, and fired several shells from a distance.

Tangning didn't choose to fight the shells head-on. She moved to the right in a flash, avoiding the impact area of ​​the shells, and at the same time distanced herself from the enemy's mysterious spirit ship.

These are fourth-order magnetic shells. Although it is not a problem for him to bear the magnetic shells with his current body strength, there are countless enemy Nascent Soul monks on the mysterious spirit ship.

He didn't want to take this risk, because of an enemy Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator who has no worries in the past and no complaints in the present, he hastily put himself in danger.

Tang Ning flew back, looking around, the surrounding area had been divided into many small battlefields, the warships of the two sides were still chasing and fighting, and there were many monks confronting each other, both sides showed their magical powers.

The front line is very wide, and everyone is fighting fiercely.

Several warships of the Cultivation Family were retreating, he ignored the other battlefields, and went straight to the place where the previous battle was fought. After the demon cloud dispersed, the body of the man who fell below had been smashed into a pile of flesh.

With a move in his hand, he put his storage bag in his pocket, at this moment, he heard a deep and deep sound, similar to the ringing of bells and drums.

It was the enemy warship that issued an order to retreat, and in an instant, the cultivators who had been fighting fiercely left their opponents and retreated to the rear.

Some monks who were too late to retreat were quickly besieged by their own side and died on the spot.

After the warships of the coalition army pursued for a while, they did not continue to pursue further, and everyone gathered one after another and returned to their respective warships.

On the deck of the mysterious spirit ship, Tang Ning cast a glimmer of light. Looking around, there were many figures lying on the deck.

Some have broken limbs, broken hands and feet, and some are even dying, with blood gushing from their mouths.

Moaning and howling sounded incessantly. In front of the cabin door, Chen Ying, the steward of the direct subordinate, stood with his hands behind his back, and behind him stood several stewards of the brigade, forming a line with the disciples of the direct subordinate of the brigade.

Tangning walked quickly to the cabin door, bowed to Chen Yingji, and called him Senior Chen.

Chen Ying nodded expressionlessly, his face was slightly pale, it was expected that he had just fought with the enemy monks.

Tang Ning's brigade was directly under the queue. As time went by, more and more wounded were carried to the deck. They were all injured monks from various teams.

About a quarter of an hour later, the assembly of the personnel was completed, and the captains of the various teams also gathered on the Xuanling Ship. Chen Ying said, "This time to repel the rebel invasion, it all depends on your life. I will apply to the alliance and give each of you record merits."

"Thank you, senior." Everyone responded.

Chen Ying turned around and entered the cabin. Pan Xian, the head of the brigade behind him, took a step forward: "Each team counts the casualties."

"One person in the immediate team was missing and two were injured." Ma Yu, the direct team leader of the brigade, said first.

"Team [-] is missing [-] people and injured [-] people. Team [-] is missing [-] people, including captain Yuan Yi, and [-] people were injured." A man with a broad face said.

Due to the lack of financial resources and spiritual weapons of the coalition forces, a brigade equipped with one Tier [-] Xuanling ship and five Xuanyuan ships became the norm for the entire coalition army.

Therefore, when going into battle, only two teams can be merged and use one mysterious spirit ship together.

Just now, during the confrontation with the rebels, a Xuanyuan ship was hit by a shell and crashed. It was the Xuanyuan ship used by the first and second teams, so they suffered the most casualties.

"One of the three teams was injured."

"Two of the four teams were slightly injured."

"Two of the five teams are missing and one is injured."

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The teams reported casualties one after another.